When I moved into Recovery, I remained a dependent person.
This was a shock, as I had not envisaged this. I had aimed for independence.
But now I still needed support from my family, and I needed a Counsellor.
I had dreamed of living apart as an independent person, with no need of a therapist ever again.
The shock that I felt as it became clear that I needed support was enough to almost catapult me back into depression.
I had to come to terms with this new set of circumstances.
I had to find a Counsellor, as it was necessary.
I had to say the words ‘I need support’, and ‘I can’t do this alone.’
I had romantic ideas of independence which I had to let go, and I had to adjust to this new reality.